Renegades

"The Enforcers are already pinging the sector," Jax said, glancing at the drone lights swiveling in the smog above. "We don’t have three minutes."

Jax tightened the strap of his kinetic pulse-rifle. Beside him, Kael was rewriting the code on a stolen security pad, his fingers moving like a pianist’s. Renegades

Should the story continue with a through the spires, or should we focus on a betrayal from within their own crew? "The Enforcers are already pinging the sector," Jax

"Three minutes until the Mag-Lev hauler passes overhead," Kael whispered, his eyes reflecting the green scrolling text of the interface. "If we miss the coupling, we’re just two more ghosts in the Silt." Should the story continue with a through the

"Intruders detected on Sector 4 Hauler," a cold, synthesized voice echoed across the transit line.

"I’m going as fast as the hardware allows! This isn't a toaster, Jax, it’s a Grade-A military encryption." Kael hissed as a spark jumped from the pad. "Done. The docking clamps are unlocked."

They used the pneumatic lifts, shooting upward into the dark. Jax hit the mag-locks on his boots, sticking to the underbelly of the moving train with a jarring thud . Below them, the city shrank into a grid of dying embers. Suddenly, a red spotlight swept over them.